Left the Moatsville United Methodist Church this morning with Grafton on my mind. I somehow thought if I walked fast enough I could walk 20 miles and make it to the post office before they closed. I'm a day behind schedule and was supposed to pick up my resupply box on Friday.
So I hurried up and down hills, past farm after farm. Until I made it to Tygart Lake State Park. I phoned my momma to ask what time the post office closed. Turns out it closes at 10am not 1pm as I thought. At this point it was too late. I would have to stay in Grafton until Monday. So I slowed down, and enjoyed the views of Tygart Lake.
From here it was a short walk to Grafton, I passed a couple of guys my age hanging out on their porch. They looked at me strange at first but after we talked about what I was doing, they thought it was the coolest thing ever.
Gonna have to take a zero day tomorrow. Hopefully I can wash my clothes, they smell so bad. So does Brown.
Today marks three weeks on the trail. I feel positive about my journey and look forward to warmer weather and flatter land.
Today's food craving: strawberry lemonade, conch fritters, something from Angelico's.
Thank you readers.
"It's empty in the valley of your heart
The sun, it rises slowly as you walk
Away from all the fears
And all the faults you've left behind"